Faith

Sibyl got into Ronther’s chamber and saw a huge heap of a man curled up in a fetal position, he was backing them so there was no way she could tell if he was actually conscious or not.

Wilma gently shoved her forward so she could advance towards him while she herself stayed back watching.

She went a little forward and then stopped, she suddenly felt anxious

“What should I do?” I turned and whispered to Wilma, I had no idea what to do, unlike Wilma’s faith in me, I personally had no idea how to handle how situation at hand.

“Have you never taken care of a sick before?” She asked a little confused, but I have.

Though my adopted parents always did take care of me and when I fell sick but they too could fall sick, and so when ever one of them falls sick and the other is not around at that moment, it will fall to me to assume duty and take care of my sick parent, I then will take over the job of caring and nurturing.

I was blind then but I was also familiar with what to do Incase some